Don’t blame Canada

It’s a good thing Joe didn’t buy his plane ticket out yet. The Canada assignment got canceled.  He’s bummed,  as he had really been looking forward to it. I’m bummed on his behalf.

I’ve got an appointment on Friday with a specialist. Here’s hoping he’s able to find out what’s going on with my back and make it better.

yeah, i’m still here

The back is causing me many woes. I’ve been referred to a specialist & a physical therapy place, but have yet to hear from them to set up appointments. And I’ve got a ginormous sore spot on my backside where I got the shot last week.  But I’ve applied for short-term disability at work, and am just waiting on clearance from the doctor’s office to make it official.  I can’t sit up for more than an hour or so, if that, without experiencing pain and spasms and other delightful things.

Jehara and Pasta Man are leaving tomorrow.   this is me, shedding copious tears. I’ve known it was coming, but it seemed like we had plenty of time. And then all of a sudden, bammo! It’s tomorow!  I’m happy they’re moving on to the next stage in their lives, but dang! I’m going to miss Jehara!!!

Joe, in the meantime, is headed out for Canada, where he’ll be spending the summer. I’m going to miss him, too. Fortunately there are two black doggies who love me and will keep me company.  And since Izzybella isn’t torturing herself in summer school, maybe she will keep me company, too.